Chapter 509: Chapter 509. Persuasion
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation | Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“That’s right, my son. Women will eventually grow old. If you fall in love with someone else at that time, wouldn’t you become enemies with Xiao Zeyu? It’s better to think twice.”
Consort Li also advised her son, along with the old Emperor. The people of the royal family might seem noble, but some things were beyond their control. If that girl from the Xiao family was infertile and did not allow Yelu Chun to take in a concubine, wouldn’t Tartan have no descendants?
“Mother, are you willing to share father’s love with other women?”
Consort Li didn’t expect her son to ask her so directly and before the Emperor. If she said she was unwilling, the Emperor would think that she didn’t know the big picture and didn’t have the tolerance to be the mother of a country.
But in her heart, she was not willing. ‘Who would be willing to give their husband to another woman?’
Without waiting for Consort Li to reply, the Emperor had already said with a dark face,
Consort Li’s lips twitched as she revealed a smile of understanding. She cooperated with the Emperor,
“Of course I’m willing. The Emperor married to help the royal family spread
their branches and leaves.”
Yelu Chun could already see the bitterness and helplessness in Mother’s eyes. He did not want to see such an expression in Xiaoying’s eyes. She was a pure and kind girl. She could not let the light in her eyes fade because of him.
Yelu Chun said firmly to his parents,
“Xiaoying can also give birth to children for the royal family. There’s no need for other women. If father disagrees, then your son would rather not have the throne!”
The throne that had been so tempting to him in the past was no longer as crucial as Xiaoying.
“You… How can you be a good ruler like this?”
The old Emperor was very angry. How could a royal man be infatuated? It was easy for people to lose their fighting spirit.
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty!”
Yelu Chun knelt on the ground and bowed to his father. His eyes were unwavering, and he still refused to compromise.
“You… You can leave.”
The old Emperor was very angry. He waved his sleeves and ordered Yelu Chun to leave. Yelu Chun kowtowed to his father and looked at his graying father with some guilt.
“This child is unfilial and has angered Imperial Father.
“Leave.”
The old Emperor was still angry and chased his son away with a dark face. ‘The throne others coveted, he abandoned it because of a woman? How could such an unambitious person be worthy of being his son?’
Yelu Chun’s expression was gloomy, but his heart was still determined. He had to face it sooner or later, so it was better to face it sooner. There had to be a process.
After Yelu Chun left, Consort Li saw the Emperor sitting angrily on the dragon couch. She knew her son had angered the Emperor today and advised him to drink silently. She poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea for the Emperor and placed it on the bed table. She gently kissed the Emperor and drank the tea, “Emperor, drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat!
“Consort Li, why did you pause when my son asked you?
The old Emperor looked at Consort Li with a gloomy face. ‘Could it be that she also resented him in her heart?’
Consort Li gritted her teeth. For her son’s sake, she was willing to go all out.
She looked up at the Emperor calmly,
“Your Majesty, as a woman of the royal family, you should not be jealous. No matter how many sisters you have, you should live in harmony. But as a woman…She really wouldn’t want to share her husband with outsiders!”
Hearing Consort Li’s words, the Emperor stared at her with a dark face. Consort Li calmly met the Emperor’s sharp gaze.
The Emperor looked at her for a long time and suddenly sighed,
“Forget it; let my son be!”
The Emperor thought of the deposed Empress. ‘To become the Empress, she had caused Consort Li to be paralyzed and suffer for half of her life. Her three sons had fought to the death because they were not born from the same mother. If he only had one woman, would there be no such disputes?’
“Thank you, Emperor, for helping my son.”
Consort Li’s eyes lit up when she heard that the Emperor had thought it through. She immediately knelt and thanked the Emperor for his help.
“Find the Ministry of Rites and prepare to go to Mo City to propose marriage! The Emperor sighed and ordered the eunuch to bring the Minister of Rites over. Xiaoying’s status was no longer that of a commoner. Although she was not a member of the royal family, with Xiao Zeyu’s unstoppable momentum, it was only a matter of time before he took over the capital and changed the dynasty.
Xiaoying would be a princess in name and reality if he became the Emperor of the Central Plains. The Central Plains was a big country, while Tartan was a small country. By then, Xiaoying would be marrying down.
It was still Xiaoying’s turn to marry right now, so it was better to do it sooner than later.
Xiaoying didn’t know that Yelu Chun had done so much for her. Ever since Yelu Chun left, she had been missing him. However, she knew it was wishful thinking for a woman to become a phoenix.
However, emotions would not be controlled by reason. She knew it would only be a matter of time, but she had no choice but to miss him. Every time it was late at night, she would remember the scene of Yelu Chun saving her at the Blue Mountain Conference in Tartan. The more she wanted to forget, the more precise the image became.
Su Qing didn’t know what was on Xiaoying’s mind. It was almost the new year, and she was swamped. Besides sleeping and eating, she would make wine in the winery during the day and rouge and lipstick at night.
She owed Zhou Bo 100 jars of wine and had to pay back the debt. Yelu Chun was also rushing for wine. Even if she expanded the winery, she could only brew 20 jars daily. There were only seven days left until the new year. They had to drink when her family was reunited. She had to reward the army with some wine. It would not be enough even if she brewed wine day and night.
Xiao Zeyu was busy recruiting soldiers, recruiting good generals, and handling official business. Every day, he would leave at dawn and only return at night. The two of them could only see each other when they slept. Otherwise, they would be busy with their things.
Zhong Yong came back and asked Su Qing to help him matchmake. When Su Qing learned that her good disciple had finally been enlightened, she immediately agreed.
Jiang Yuyan was a good girl. Since she was a good girl, she couldn’t be wronged. She couldn’t miss out on any formalities that needed to be done. Since Godmother was no longer around, Su Qing helped Zhong Yong buy a gift for his proposal. She didn’t lack money, so she prepared everything to be the best. She took out a few pieces of gold, silver, and jewelry that she had gotten from the Queen of Tartan. Every piece was impressive enough. In addition, she had found a professional matchmaker to match the birth characters. She had prepared them more thoroughly than her wedding with Xiao Zeyu.
The Jiang family had been waiting for Zhong Yong to propose marriage. They were willing to marry the girl to him even if they had nothing. Moreover, Su Qjng was the matchmaker and brought an expensive marriage gift. How could they not agree?
Zhong Yong’s marriage was settled. Su Qjng made a whole chicken and fish offering and went with Xiao Zeyu to his godmother’s grave to inform her. The snow on the grave was spotless. As long as Zhong Yong was in Mo City, he would come to the grave to clean every day. He was a filial son.
“Godmother, Shuisheng, and I are here to see you.”
Su Qing lit the incense and placed it in the incense burner. She looked at Godmother’s tombstone and whispered to her.
The image of her godmother embroidering under the lamp appeared before her eyes, and her eyes reddened.
Xiao Zeyu poured a glass of wine and poured it in front of the grave, “Godmother, don’t worry. I will take care of Yong’er. When the flowers bloom next spring, Yong’er and I will care for you and Godfather.”
“Young Master, an important message.. It’s urgent!”
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